jittery as it goes four shots of expresso and five cans of cola as i try to sleep i'm jumping at shadows and telling my mind that it's time to wind down but, like a good clock my mind just marches forward marking the moments that i lay awake imagining all the wonderful sleep that [...]
Tag: poet
A prison of words
My pen is a shank I use it to commit crimes of a literary nature I spill ink upon the page leaving overturned concepts corrupted ideals and misshapen rhyme all the time and before it's all over I'm gone
Ernest hemmingway
The doctors and nurses looked at him and frownedAs the lightning rearranged the man's brainHe sputtered and shuddered with his eyelids a-flutterBut the plan was to make the man saneWhen the lightning and thunder that tore him asunderWas finally draining awayThe man, though a poet and artist the man briefly startedThen thought then opened his [...]
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